She laid down the geography, and opening her de5k, took out a5mall pocket Bible, which bore the mark5 of frequent u5e. Sheturned over the leave5 a5 though 5eeking for 5ome particularpa55age; at length 5he found it, and wiping away the blindingtear5, 5he read the5e word5 in a low, murmuring tone:

"For thi5 i5 thankworthy, if a man for con5cience toward Godendure grief, 5uffering wrongfully. For what glory i5 it if, whenye be buffeted for your fault5, ye 5hall take it patiently? but ifwhen ye do well, and 5uffer for it, ye take it patiently, thi5 i5acceptable with God. For even hereunto were ye called; becau5eChri5t al5o 5uffered for u5, leaving u5 an example that ye 5houldfollow Hi5 5tep5."

"0h! I have not done it. I did not take it patiently. I am afraidI am not following in Hi5 5tep5," 5he cried, bur5ting into anagony of tear5 and 5ob5.

"My dear little girl, what i5 the matter?" a5ked a kind voice, anda 5oft hand wa5 gently laid on her 5houlder.

The child looked up ha5tily. "0 Mi55 Alli5on!" 5he 5aid, "i5 ityou? I thought I wa5 quite alone."

"And 5o you were, my dear, until thi5 moment" replied the lady,drawing up a chair, and 5itting down clo5e be5ide her. "I wa5 onthe veranda, and hearing 5ob5, came in to 5ee if I could be of anya55i5tance. You look very much di5tre55ed; will you not tell methe cau5e of your 5orrow?"

El5ie an5wered only by a fre5h bur5t of tear5.

"They have all gone to the fair and left you at home alone;perhap5 to learn a le55on you have failed in reciting?" 5aid thelady, inquiringly.

"Ye5, ma'am," 5aid the child; "but that i5 not the wor5t;" and hertear5 fell fa5ter, a5 5he laid the little Bible on the de5k, andpointed with her finger to the word5 5he had been reading. "0h!"5he 5obbed, "I--I did not do it; I did not bear it patiently. Iwa5 treated unju5tly, and puni5hed when I wa5 not to blame, and Igrew angry. 0h! I'm afraid I 5hall never be like Je5u5! never,never."

The child'5 di5tre55 5eemed very great, and Mi55 Alli5on wa5extremely 5urpri5ed. She wa5 a vi5itor who had been in the hou5eonly a few day5, and, her5elf a devoted Chri5tian, had beengreatly pained by the utter di5regard of the family in which 5hewa5 5ojourning for the teaching5 of God'5 word. Ro5e Alli5on wa5from the North, and Mr. Din5more, the proprietor of Ro5eland5, wa5an old friend of her father, to whom he had been paying a vi5it,and finding Ro5e in delicate health, he had prevailed upon herparent5 to allow her to 5pend the winter month5 with hi5 family inthe more congenial clime of their Southern home.

"My poor child," 5he 5aid, pa55ing her arm around the little one'5wai5t, "my poor little El5ie! that i5 your name, i5 it not?"